Searching
I tried to find you
among the bones.
But
all I found was gold.
I saw you sleeping,
on a carpet of
pure white daisies.
I opened up
to talk.
But
You were not there.
*
A journey
of a dozen emotions,
Ended.
Evaporation had
transported
You,
To another meadow
beyond my reach.
Content
I left,
Never to look back.
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